insoucism – n. the inability to decide how much sympathy your situation really deserves, knowing that so many people have it far worse and others far better, that some people would need years of therapy to overcome what you have, while others would barely think to mention it in their diary that day.

I really struggle to think I deserve sympathy for the challenges I might face in life. I know that I am very lucky and blessed in life, without many of the struggles that people who have less than I experience. I know that most of the time I have #firstworldproblems, which aren’t really problems, but annoyances.

I needed ankle surgery a few years ago, but really, it wasn’t critical. I could walk, I could bike, I could do yoga inside and snowboard in the winter. I was in some pain, but it wasn’t really a problem that deserves much sympathy.

I ate and drank way tooooooo much during the pandemic. Changing those habits was a challenge, but it wasn’t something that I think needs sympathy.

I have some tough travel schedules at times. I’m returning from Kansas City this week, and in the last 5 weeks, I’ve been home for 6 nights. Some of that is vacation with my wife, but a lot of work and travel. I’ve covered easily 30,000 miles in that time. However, it’s not all a burden, and it’s my choice.

Some people might think that’s an easy life. Some might think this is overwhelming. I think on balance, I don’t have a lot of insourcism because I know that most of my situations don’t deserve sympathy.

From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows